So to say that this event was well organized is not to praise Han Shao.

Because he doesn't care about this, the situation is there, and only a pleaser personality will care about what kind of feedback he will receive every time he speaks or behaves.

Han Shao and Xu Zhisheng were chatting all morning while preparing things for the afternoon activities at the beach. It was not complicated. It was a long ladder, the kind of long white ladder that you can walk up and stand on.

It's very pleasant when facing the sea.

Behind them were a bunch of chairs with their backs to the ladder, placed on the beach for everyone to sit on. Some headphones, loudspeakers and tape recorders were prepared. After that, Han Shao and Xu Zhisheng didn't leave, they just stayed there to chat or prepare themselves.

's manuscript.

After everyone arrived in the afternoon, it felt particularly ritualistic.

I won’t say who comes first and who comes last. Let’s sit down and experience it and chat for a while, because there is no rush. In an instant, everyone was very satisfied with Han Shao’s activity and admired Han Shao’s ability to organize this activity. No one was in a hurry.

Let everyone relax instantly.

Then slowly immerse yourself in your speech.

"Whether it's really for myself or for program activities."

Han Shao looked around. Everyone was sitting on chairs with their backs to the sea. No one was going up the steps.

Facing everyone, Han Shao said: "I hope that through this moment of precipitation, I can let go of the coping style of submitting materials for programs and activities. There are not many opportunities in life to talk to someone or myself in different time and space.

.Empty yourself and let your soul feel.”

"Oh oh oh~" everyone laughed.

Liu Xueqin looked at Han Shao: "Han Shao, you are not greasy when you are distracted."

Han Shao said: "It feels like there is light behind it, right?"

"Ha~ That's not a big deal~" Liu Xueqin laughed.

Wang Sulong said: "The light has gone."

Han Shaoxiao: "All gone!!"

"Haha~" The three laughed, and everyone else looked over.

But after laughing about it, I was really ready again. Some people even secretly replaced the original version of the manuscript with what they really wanted to say.

Before I said it, I thought it was a bit awkward and absurd, but with every adjustment made by Han Shao, everyone gradually let go of themselves, and even felt like they wanted to express their feelings.

"Okay, the brewing is almost done."

Han Shao leaned forward: "Brother Long, what are you doing?!"

"Then let me show off!!" Wang Sulong stood up and everyone clapped their hands.

I didn't wear any shoes at this moment, my bare feet were soaked in the sea water. Even when I walked up the ladder, I felt like I was being washed by the sea water again. I could get in touch with the sea more realistically and immerse myself in it.

Wang Sulong walked up to the steps, looked at the sea in front of him, and began to record on the tape.

"Hello, Dahai, I am Wang Sulong~"

Everyone listened quietly, listening to Wang Sulong telling his thoughts to the sea. Everyone's understanding of the sea was told, but Wang Sulong's understanding of the sea was lonely. And he began to understand himself through understanding the sea. In order to live in the city, he

We integrate into society, but we are actually lonely at certain times. Only by understanding each other can we embrace each other.

When he finished speaking, everyone gently clapped their hands to welcome him down, and the atmosphere gradually improved.

Then Wu Dajing went up and told a better story. He wanted to tell himself four years later. 2022 happens to be the year when the Winter Olympics will be held in Zhongguo. There will be another one four years later, but athletes all have their own

Life span, the life span of ordinary athletes is very short, due to injuries, training, etc. The Winter Olympics is not mainstream, and it is generally not easy for many people to see snow, let alone the ice and snow events of the Winter Olympics.

But through his own efforts and the development of the world, he can also contribute to the popularization and development of ice and snow sports. In four years, if the motherland needs it and if his body allows, he will definitely put on the jersey again and win glory for the country.

"Bah bang bang~" Everyone applauded again.

Wu Dajing also walked down in an unusually serious manner. Han Shao clapped his hands and gave him a high five after he walked over.

Han Shao looked around: "Excellent! As an organizer, I won't get too involved. I also found that everyone is really distracted, so we just listen quietly at this moment, with our backs to everyone.

, use your voice to feel it, not your eyes.”

Everyone nodded, and the third one to go up was Meng Yanfei.

This time she wanted to talk to her deceased grandmother. This grandmother passed away on April 21, 2022, not long ago at all, and it didn’t even seem like it was long since the filming of Taohuawu. Han Shao subconsciously turned around, including everyone else.

look.

But fortunately, Meng Yanfei also stood in front of the sea and turned her back to everyone, speaking passionately.

From when my grandma took her to school when she was a child, to making dumplings for her. Especially for northerners, dumplings are always filled with coins during the Chinese New Year. Eating them will bring good luck and wealth for the year. She ate all the dumplings, which is a bit of a trick.

Feeling. But this is what I want.

Your gorgeous words will definitely embellish the content, and your sincere talk will definitely move people.

In the end, she told her thoughts about her grandmother with a sigh of relief. Zhou Xuan and Meng Dandan also felt the same way. As her good friend, Song Ziyi also shed tears silently. Only Li Hexi took off his headphones. Of course, everyone was immersed in it at this moment, everyone was

No interruption.

When Meng Yanfei walked down, everyone comforted her, including Meng Yanfei's roommate Chen Yu.

"Don't comfort~"

Han Shao stood up: "This is a dialogue between myself and myself, and it is also an embrace and reconciliation between myself and myself. We will figure it out ourselves, and then remember and let it go forever."

Everyone went back and sat down. Meng Yanfei looked at Han Shao and nodded.

Han Shao sat down and looked at everyone: "Go on."

Then Paipai, Zheng Haoyu, came up, and he also recounted the conversation with his grandmother.

Han Shao sighed and listened, while Song Ziyi looked at him and silently held his hand.

Han Shao was stunned: "What are you doing?"

Song Ziyi rubbed his eyes: "Don't you think of your mother?"

Han Shao opened his mouth, wanting to laugh but didn't. Finally he fell silent.

He didn't think of his mother, but felt that no one else would know about it unless everyone told it for themselves. For example, Zheng Haoyu, a foreigner, struggled to develop in Zhongguo. Even if he could understand the language, he would be very uncomfortable with other things. He would involuntarily miss the familiar time and familiarity.

relatives.

As a result, Song Ziyi may have thought that two consecutive members were recalling and talking to their relatives. Han Shao sighed because he thought of his mother. But at the same time, when Song Ziyi reminded him, Han Shao really couldn't help but think of his mother.

I always have photos of her at home, and even have a DVD of her because of her good living conditions.

Many of her images, voices, and smiles were recorded, all of which were at the youngest and most beautiful time. Beauty is certain, as you can tell by looking at the genes of Han Yuan and Han Shao. However, she died after Han Shao was three years old. After so many years, Han Shao passed away.

Shao has an independent and individual personality, and is rarely mentioned or affected, even when he was a child.

It would be embarrassing to miss my mother every day when I grow up.

Normal families have adapted and just live and work normally. However, when the death of a relative, especially the mother, happens to occur, they go to the grave every year during the Qingming Festival and Chinese New Year. But it is just a mechanical way of burning paper and placing offerings.

At this moment, Han Shao was born, and he thought a lot inexplicably.

The subsequent speech continued. Zheng Haoyu came down and it was Chen Yu's turn. When Han Shao heard her speech, he lamented that today's program had made a big fuss.

It turns out that these people who usually laugh and do shows together look bright and bright and smile at each other, but through today's conversation, we know that everyone is a three-dimensional person with a story.

Chen Yu wants to talk to her 24-year-old mother, because she is also 24 years old this year. When she was 24, she was in her prime. She worked as a supermodel and showed her most beautiful side. But the mother who gave birth to her at the age of 24

Mother, you should start taking care of your child early, give her the best of everything, and everything revolves around her.

She always wanted to ask if her 24-year-old mother had not given birth to her, whether she would have had a different life and a more complete life. Was it because her appearance made her mother never have a life of her own?

When she said this, she cried and couldn't speak anymore, so she came down.

Everyone turned around to comfort her, and even Meng Yanfei hugged her. Han Shao gently clapped his hands to encourage her, then looked around and didn't want to talk anymore, and wanted everyone to continue going up.

"I'll go. It's my turn."

Meng Dandan walked onto the stage, and everyone sat down again with their backs to her and listened.

"Mom, can you hear me?"

It turns out that Meng Dandan was also talking to his mother.

"I didn't want to talk to you originally, but there was a girl earlier who mentioned her deceased grandmother. I thought you should be in the same place."

In an instant, Meng Yanfei lost her guard, raised her head and wiped away tears.

Everyone fell silent, and Meng Dandan continued: "I feel embarrassed to speak every time I visit your grave. I'm afraid there are people around, and it would be a bit awkward to talk to the tombstone."

Han Shao listened quietly.

Meng Dandan paused and spoke again: "Unknowingly, I am 61 this year. I have also become a grandmother, and my two grandchildren are very good. My children and my lover also love each other. I still have a career, and I am still running around. Although

It’s a bit tiring, but it’s not bad working with a group of young kids.”

A little bit more embarrassed: "I don't know why I could only think of you except when I visited the grave. In the past few years, I have started to miss you every day."

Rubbing his eyes, Meng Dandan said: "Maybe I feel that I am getting closer to you, and I may have to go find you soon."

"Sister Dan~"

Han Shao stood up and turned around and shouted: "Come back, Sister Dan, stop talking!!"

Wang Sulong, Liu Xueqin, Zhou Xuan and others also stood up and waved: "Sister Dan, come back!"

Meng Dandan covered her face and squatted down. After a while, she slowly turned around and walked down. Han Shao and Wang Sulong trotted to the stairs to help her down. She was 61 years old and well-maintained. But she was an old person who would be placed in an ordinary family.

After coming down, Han Shao gently hugged Meng Dandan, and Meng Dandan cried in Han Shao's arms.

Wang Sulong also hugged her gently: "It's okay, Dan Ma~ What's wrong? This is~"

Han Shao and Wang Sulong sent her back to her seat, and Zhou Xuan also comforted her softly.

No one spoke at this moment, as if they were quietly thinking about their own things. Even Wang Chuanjun looked up at the sky and remained silent.

Han Shao motioned to Liu Xueqin: "Xueqin, come on! The talk show actor, the whole episode is funny and livens up the atmosphere. Everyone starts to miss their deceased relatives, and it's a bit big."

Everyone laughed, but it was still suppressed.

Liu Xueqin went up: "Okay. Everyone talks about deceased relatives. I miss my ex-boyfriend..."

Han Shao was curious: "He died too?!"

"Haha!!" Everyone laughed.

Liu Xueqin was helpless: "No. Don't make netizens angry again with your nonsense!"

Han Shaoxiao: "It's okay, let the director edit it out."

Everyone laughed. When Liu Xueqin went up, everyone also expected her to miss her ex-boyfriend.

The expectations turned out to be wrong.

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